The Life Of A Scholar Seldom Abounds

I Have Visited Many Countries, And Have Been In Cities Without Number, Yet Never Did I Enter A Town Which Could Not Produce Ten Or Twelve Little Great Men; All Fancying Themselves Known To The Rest Of The World, And Complimenting Each Other Upon Their Extensive Reputation.

Blame Where You Must, Be Candid Where You Can, And Be Each Critic The Good-natured Man.

Fancy Restrained May Be Compared To A Fountain, Which Plays Highest By Diminishing The Aperture.

Alas! The Joys That Fortune Brings Are Trifling, And Decay, And Those Who Prize The Trifling Things, More Trifling Still Than They.

This Same Philosophy Is A Good Horse In The Stable, But An Arrant Jade On A Journey.